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AS the gloomy and rainy weather that has been prevalent for the last
Hweek affected the Busy Bees so that they have not cared to write?
Surely not, as boys and girls don't mind rainy days; they find it
real fun to dodge the showers, but the editor can think of no other
excuse, for the usual number of good stories sent in are conspicu
ous for their absence this week.
And this is the beginning of the reign of the new rulers, too. Gail E.
Heward is queen and captain of the Blue side, and Albert Goldberg of Shenan
doah, la., is king and captain of the Red side, but they should be consoled by
the old saying, "A poor beginning makes a good ending."
One of the new writers for our page Inquired if each one can select the
side on which he wishes to be counted, Red or Blue. Yes, Busy Bee, you may,
and each writer may also select his own subject, any subject being acceptable
except trips; they are not counted in this prize competition.
This has been a week of excitement in Omaha and thousands of people
have come in from all over the state to attend the Ak-Sar-Ben festivities. The
big electrical parade on Wednesday evening was perhaps the biggest attraction
for the young people and no doubt a large number of the Busy Bees attended.
Agusta Klbler of Kearney, Neb., ex-queen of the Busy Bees, was one of these,
and came in to see the Busy Bees' editor, who is always delighted to meet any
-of the writers personally.
The exchanging of postal cards is very popular among the boys and girls
and those who have sent In their nsmes are: Miss Lotta Woods, Pawnee City,
Neb.; Mr. Maurice Johnson, 162 7 Locust street, Omaha; Miss Ruth Ashby,
Fairmont; Miss Pauline Parks, York, and Miss Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Thfl prize winners for this week are
Miss Sarah Grldley of Dietz, Wyo.
Narrow Escape of
By "William
.r. twin
WTTIK and Black a
w
lambs. Their llvps were very
v.annv ah i
roamed ahnut th. rra,.-eov.
ered hillsides and clover-filled
meadows with their great lov-
I Ing and watchful mother. And when the
sun went down behind the western hills
and the twinkling stars peeped from the
sky Whitie (who was the color of snow)
and her brother Blackie (who was the
color of ebony) went with their mother to
the great farm, where a comfortable house
sheltered them from the night.
19,, mm Whltl. m iA T . 1, 1
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they began to grow rest ess, and wanted
, " . , , , ' , ,
meir iiiuiucr iu auuw mem 10 explore uie
a
deep and forbidding forest near the pas-
ture where they roamed and fed. They
could see that inside this forest all was
deep blackness, and It seemed to run on
northward forever, for aa far aa the eye
Of. lamb could see there was no end to
the line blue In the distance of that
mighty growth of trees whose tops ran
up almost to tne clouds.
"You shall not go to that place," de-
clared the mother of Whitie and Blackie
one day when her petted darlings were
coaxing for permission to stray Into lands
' unknown. "There are terrible creatures
In that forest, and they eat up little
lambs. Tou are too young to know of the
dangers that abound there."
"Tell us of them," urged Blackie, a
bold young fellow for his tender years.
(But it Is said that all black aheep are
bold and bad. However, Blackie was not
bad and never In his life became so.)
"Tell us, ba-ba, what those dangers 'are."
("Ba-ba" wi their name for "mamma.")
"Well' said' their wise old mother, "there
are the flre-eatlng dragons, the stinging
llsards, the arrow-toothed turtles and the
claw-footed , monster. Any one of these
,a . . .
mvuiu vwu.t tiu JVM n U IJlliD lllliubvilll VUl
M , . . . . . .
or me way. bo. you must avoia me aangers
that lurk in tbe mires and caves of yonder
roreai. stay in your own sweet pasture cy
day and sleep In your own secure beds at
night. That's the advice of your old
mother, my twins."
But true to his color, Blackie was a bit
disobedient. (Not really bad, underatand,
but of a roving and adventurous spirit.)
Bo one morning, while their mother lay
sleeping under a spreading elm tree In
the pasture, Blackie whispered to Whitie:
What say 'you. sister, to a stroll toward.
the forest? Ws might go near enough to
see some of those horrible beings that our
mother tells us of, and yet remain far
enough swsy to get into no danger."
"But ba-ba would not permit us to go
from the pasture," said Whitie, anxloua,
nevertheless, to Join her brother In a stroll
towards tha forest.
"But ba-ba is old and without the cour
age of the young," said Blackie. "All old
sheep become a bit afraid of unusual things,
and are content to remain within their own
pastures. But young lambs cannot endur.
so much humdrumlsm; and need a change
once tn a while. W. will not disobey ba-ba
by Ju.t going close to tha forest. Sh. only
warned us against entering it. She said
nothing about our going to the edge of it
whers we might get a peep into its depths
. ..
ana see mo creature, tnn ne niaaen tnere.
m mi tun mviv iiuiuuii muni in our
aoing mti.
Thus prevailed upon Whitie consented to
accompany her brother to the edge of the
forest that held so many dangers for thein.
ON CA-MU TUB flRJC-BATiNQ DIU
Miss Alta Wllken of Waco, Neb., and
Whitie and Blackie
Wallace, Jr.
Their creDt awav from where their mother
slept, and once a safe dlstanee trom ner
thov irftmnnrMl aa fast aa their young
legs could carry them. And lambs are
very fleet of foot, you know.
After a while they stopped near to the
'dge of the forest, looking with all their
eves "no cul "ut
trees could they see.
"Why, upon my curly wool, there are
no creatures In there!" declared Blackie.
"And see how wide apart those trees are!
Why, the sun shines right In, and Iti Is
scarcely darker there than under the elm
opinion that the dangers our ba
... . - . . ...
told us of are falsehoods told
k. ttoa
to her
, . ..,. r.mt,mnt V,
. , , , "',,. or -,. .ha
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has the strongest faith In the storjr, and
believes the forest Is full of terrible de
vouring beasts and reptiles."
"Maybe the beasts sleep through the day
and wander forth at night, like the owls
and cats do," suggested Whitie. '"If so,
there la no danBer in our going a
bit
nearer."
xj,!, ,u,e,t(pn Just suited Blackie, and
he proposed that they go to the nearest
tree and look further within the woods,
whitie consented, and they found them-
selves in the very edge of the forbidden
place.
"Nothing here but coolness and falling
leaves," said Whitie. "Shall we go to the
next tree, which Is scarcely further within nent ruled over thai part of the country
the wood than is the one we are now now known as California. His name-given
beneath?" .to him by the Englishmen who found him
"Ve. let . .ten a little further In. It .i tn.u . . . .
. w
iror so'Tar'"
irom running so jar.
An4 mAtmvrmA Inti, ' IK. mwnfA
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some considerable distance, going from
one tree to another, snd hardly realising
that they had gone beyond the very edge
of the forest. Presently both looted behind
them and wera ...rnrl.ed to find they were
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mnmmMwAmm K WAi .Inu unrl A a rlr Vlll 1
V"'J " --
th coula tul th6 llpac f,r
"
here a while," said Whitie. "It Isn't far
from the outside, and ws are as safe as
at home. You see, our ba-ba has been
misinformed about the danger lurking here.
It Is a perfectly grand place. Just listen
to the birds singing!"
"Yes. and when ws return to ba-ba and
tell her about how lovely It Is here she'll
be delighted that we slipped away and
miU 1 1 a aka -m. m. m a ailiaAut. fltiaiMl nuAhaVilU
cm" whl" 'h' W," 8h.'"
come here some day with us, too, to enjoy
the change ot scenery," said Blackie.
And so they rested for a while. Then,
j mey resiea lor a wm.e. men.
growing thirsty, he suggested that
,ntp a stream of water where
Blackie
they hunt
they might cool thetr feet and tongues.,
"Farther Into the forest I'm sure we'll
find a creek of clear cool water," b. said.
So they went In quast of th. water, finding
some at last, but a very long.wsy from the
Plac where they had been resting. Indeed.
tha imba had been so taken up with th.
de."" of the forest and th. increasing
oaraneaa uui i-y uiu nuuva m-r
wer. traveling a long way from th outer
'dge of the wood. When they came to the
stream which looked deep and treacherous
they felt afraid to step into it, and stood
on th. damp, cold bank looking st their
1 . nlnnrul In tV, .
uw" -
u mm ji-iiia m uuu. w un ubi fna
lonarue lniu ini water iu imib na uaiiy
a strange noise was heard coming from
behind them. Looking up both lambs saw
a sight that mad. their hearts stop and
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3C0 words.
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will be used.
5. Write your name, ago and ad
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first anal second prises of bookt
will be given for the best two oon
ttlbntlona to this page & weel .
A&dresa all eonunanicatlona to
CKILSaEH'l DEFA-STMEKT,
Omaha Bee.
(Flrat Prize.)
How Bob Finds a Home.
By Alta Wllken.. Aged 12 Years, Waco,
Neb. Red.
It waa a cold winter day and "Bob," a
newsboy, waa trying to warm his frosen
hands over an old broken stove In an old
attic, which waa very cold. This waa the
place he called home, way up In the top
of a seven-story building. This building
waa owned by a very rich, but atingy man.
Bob was Just thinking what a nice little
home he had when a loud knock was heaid
at the door. This made Bob tremble, as the
thought struck him that perhaps It was
the old man. He was right. It was the
owner of the building. He came to make
Bob get out of the room. He told him he
could live there no longer, as he had not
been able to pay the rent.
There was nothing left for Bob to do
but to pack up his few rude belongings
snd go out Into the street. It was getting
dark and snow waa beginning to fall and
" " iB"uiB
" "i " mi go niure wucn u once
nwi. " ..mi
muminjii no umciru ni vniuiiK
and y111""' of PP'e. a runaway team
hitched to a fine earrlare ramn daahtnar
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uuwii ins Biicru - in a niomem X3uu waa
out In the street, and, Jnmplng at the
frightened horses' heads, grabbed them by
the bridle and hung on as they dashed
on down the street. The weight of Bob,
Over three hundred years ago one of the
many kings of the North. American contl-
urr-nu illUII. ilUW, m 1 1 rUL many WOUiq
" TV, ' ?
ve relrned he was Indeed a kinsr. as wera
11 .k. .1 . . . ....
m
' " umcr rc cnieia 01 me numerous
Indian tribes.
when Blr Francis Drake landed In Call-
fornla he found there a very friendly tribe
of red men governed by Hloh. So pleased
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WBIB L1ICBV .1I11UIV U6UU1Q Willi IOC COITllllE
. ...
01 Drake ana nis men that they gave over
their beautiful land to them. They thought
the blue-eyed and fair-skinned men to be
gods from the other world, the world that
they called the "Happy Hunting Ground."
But after a few weeks' visit In this
strange land Drake , and his men sailed
away to bear the tidings ot their great
dlanoirerT to Queen Elizabeth In Enaianri.
And tn. red men wre lsft to mourn fof
th, god, whom tht,y had hoped wou,d re.
mam wth them forever ,nd Kovern them
" eal all their slok. a. only gods could
do.
And Hloh, that trusting, friendly king,
or ch,ef dld not t0 ,ce h , co.
,uered by a heartless whit, race that
med t0 forBet that thl. country
belonged to the red men
He doubtless
thought that th. god. who had so honored
hlm by thelr prence f0r a ftw WMk.
were too fooi ,t0 ut on coramon soll and
had therefore betaken themselves again to
that my.Ue reslm somewhere in the cloud.,
,
frj,eir woo atand up straight oa their
backs. "Th. fire-eating dragon," whispered
m-ckle, hla breatn almest stopping. "How
ar, W9 to escape?
whitie stood with her knees knocking to-
Ither In fe.r. But .he found voice to
. . . . .
say, un, wisn we were dick in me
pa.vur wun dub anew miiai ana
wa. laming auuui. wncn ana arnu ua
against the forest Ob. oh. oh!
On cam. the flre-eatlng dragon. Its eyes
bulging out and amok. Issuing from its
if .'l-TVtPfll
1 Vat mfm
-
hanging to their heads, however, soon
brought the horses to a stop and Bob fell
exhausted to the pavement.
As the team was stopped an eld. aristo
cratic gentleman stepped from the carriage
and ordered some of the men, who had
gathered around the carriage, to take the
tad to a nearby doctor's office, whero he
would receive proper attention.
The old man followed the men carrying
the boy Into the office, and when they got
In the light he found to his jmtonlshment
that the boy who hod stopped the team
at the risk of hts life was no other than
the little newsboy. Boh, whom he had that
morning turned otit of his dingy attic be
cause he could not pay the rent. As soon
as Bob revived he ordered him taken to
his carriage and took him to his beautiful
home, where Bob never was hungry again,
and had a home as long as he wanted it.,
(Second Frlre.)
Dick ,
By Sarah Oridley, age 13 years. Diets,
Wyo. Red.
"Please tell me a story, Aunt Fanita,"
said Margaret to her aunt one evening.
Aunt Fanita was silent for a moment, as
If studying, and then began.
"When I was a little girl and lived out
in the country, I had an Indian pony, I
called him Dick.
One summer my two cousins Earl and
Ines came to visit me for a week. Aa they
had never possessed a pony they were very
much elated over the fact that they could
have my pony to ride. They had been there
only a day when we all tried to ride Dick
at the same time. I was the last to mount
and waa Just getting on when, he threw
back his ears and galloped off around the
field. I was standing watching the naughty
pony when I saw him make a quick turn
ana aiart lor an oiu tree mat wa upni
over. He ran under the tree, gently push-
inir tha children from ofT hla hrk hnth
falling to the ground. When they realised
. . , l . . . . .
wn no naa aone iney ooin organ 10
laugh and said, although they had been
pushed off, they had a very jolly ride.
"Dick did not come up that evening .to
the back fence and whlnney for his usual
taste of sugar and we all thought he
realised he did not deserve It."
"Oh, Aunt Fanita, I wish I could have
been there to ride Dick," said Margaret, as
her mother called her-to bed.
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The Blind Man's Dog
By Marie Rich, age 13 years, Grand Island,
Neb. Blue.
There was once a blind man who had to
beg ror a living. He had a dog who led
him through the streets. .'
One day as he was out begging his dog
was stolen from him. He started to run
mtimm lilm hnt m fall T m.n .
S
. . .. . . . ..
nungry ana couian i go out witnout ms
Aolt to i..,. him H made hla viv tn tha
aog to lead mm. He made his way to the
?IV ! Ut l bUt dWn
aim uiau.
His dog was In a mean home. He was
arouna ana ircaiea meanly, one oay
Ym mamm ftmm
i)tJ WR ITCC,
He ran right to the blind
man's house, but didn't see him. He went
to the graveyard and smelt his master's
grave and there It lay down and died.
It was a dog who loved Its master so
much that It would die for him.
LETTERS TO THE EDITOR
Louise Writes in School.
Dear Editor: I am writing this letter In
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LtatT"1
J lesson- w.l
yOU DleaSfi nut mv namA Hrtwn fn th. ll.fr fr
.u-.Z .u- . ." "V
, . 3BT , th
VMrttotlFZt VoUervm.n 'of tUen
r am very much lnterBted th
rtr.n- r,u .nrf i .v.,
nearly every ' Sunday. I think that a good
nostrils. "Oh
It will get u.!" hoarsely
whispered Blackie. How I wish we had not
disobeyed ba-ba!"
"We ara don. for " ..t inn- mm.
shrinking up Into a round wooly ball and
. t - k.kl - , ,.
j .
''" "nuiu nugo roc, oiacxie
iibivsi., luuuntu
..wuiw iiimbcii iiiil aa anian a
hall as possible and hid behind anothet
rock nearby.
Thus crouching In dark corners and shlv.
erlng with fear Blackie and Whitie heard
th horrible dragon crawl .lowly pait
than. t 1 1. -A TM . , .
. v. nn.ci m CUC, i lier II piUngC
in, cooling its hideous body, which seemed
a mile long to the watching lambs.
Blackie beckoned to Whitie to follow him
while the dragon was bathing Itself and
throwing the water about bo noisily. Whitie
obeyed her brother's summon. 'and crept
quietly from her hiding place. , Together
the poor foolish and frightened lamb, hur
ried from the .pot where the dragon still
splashed water. They were out of eoun-1
of the commotion and were beginning to
feel saf. once more when a hissing nols4
fell on their ears. Tho sounds chilled their
blood, and they involuntarily doubled
. . .
!" .T'thv. tmach ac4h6' T"B they h,J
tHrx'TT looking .round ba-b. saw the Arrow
lng their breath Jest they be discovered toothed Turt)e, f)mlng fMt.M ,hey
by some other horrible beast. They did
not conceal themselves a moment too soon,
for almost immediately there was the
crackling of brush and dead leaves past
t.j, . .
their hiding place when a huge creature
that caused them both to feel that their
end had surely come. "It's the Claw-footed
Monster," whispered Blackie, his teeth
chattering together a. h. .poke,
smells, u. we are goners."
"If
Whitie did not speak, but sat trembling
as with a chill. But on went the dreadful
Claw-footed Monster, never once scenting
them out. It was so tall that its three-
cornered head was among the tree-branches
and Its bugo bet woo. loo heavy claws
that with one stroke could tear tbe flsh
from a lamb.'
A. soon as lt was out of sight and sound
Blackie and Whitie once wore veutured to
many of the stories are very good. I
mailed you a story about month ago en
tilled "A Midnight Scare," bufc I have not
ten It on your page. Perl.aps It d'd not
f there. I hope the Blue aide
that Is the aide I am on. Well. I guess I
had bettor close before nmne'i pat ence
gives away. lour reader,
1A)U1SE 3TILE3.
Lyons, Neb. v
A ana tomes In. ,
Pear Editor: I have made up my mind
to Join the Busy Bees. Tho letters and
stories are very Interesting and I always
read the long story. 1 am acquainted with
ore of the Busy Bees, Adeline Specht. 8hs
has taken, a first prize, I see. I do not
quit- understand about the Red and the
Blue "sides. Can a person belong to which
sldo he wishes? If so, I think I II Join the
Reds. I have not written any stories, but
I think I will some time. I must get my
letter off hy the mall, so I close now.
ANNA K. NEBLEX
2752 South Tenth Street, Omaha.
Alta la Welcome.
Dear Editor: I thought I would Ogata
write n short story entitled "How IUib
Finds a Home." It is an Vrlglnal story.
I belong to the Red side. I think It Is
very nice to publish some of the Bu'iy
Bees' letters. I am In the eighth grude lit
school. I will close for this time. Hoping
to see my story published next Sunday, I
remain yours sincerely (Busy Bee), '
ALTA WILKEN.
Waco, Neb.
FACTS ABOUT THE SUN
Children, when you feel the warmth
and see the light of the mysterious body
we call sun, do you know that Its density
docs not compare to that of our own
world? The aun In slse equals 1,300,004
of our planet, while In weight It would
take only about 33X000 earths to weigh
It down to an even balance. "Shus you
will readily see that our earth Is of much,
heavier substance than Is the sun. In
fact, the latter body Is not much denser
than water.
The sun Is distant from our world
about 92,700.000 miles, and that you may
get some Idea what that distance means
we quote the following from the astrono-
mor, James Balkle:
"Some conception of the immensity of
le sun s aiBianre irom ua may nrst do
Balnea irom rror. Alenaennail B wnim
cl Illustration. Sensation, according to
uaimkai... i . . , - .v-
iunM.,vn q iiiiicni ucia nt. mw
rate of about 100 feet per second. If, then,
an infant were born with an arm long
enough to reach to the sun, and on the day
f his birth he were to exeroisc this amas-
In limb by putting his finger upon tho
solar surface, he would die In blissful
Ignorance of the fact that he had been
hurned, for the sensation of burning would
take 160 years to travel along that stu-
pendous arm."
' In diameter the sun is about 896,000
miles, and were It hollowed out till its
crust remained but a shell our own earth
ro0m for our moon to travel In It. resu-
Ur orbit, which is distant from earth
244.000 ' miles, and outside of which an-
other satellite could have an orbit at a
distance of 190.0C0 miles from the moon.
MART GRAHAM.
Limerick
'IU"?r'l1'ffm 8n"d
"Croas the country ho went.
Till the steed's strength was spent.
For he went at a tremendous speed.
start for home. Thev were an weak from
fright that they could scarcely keep their
1 r u . . ",,:3r r
"na l,,elr "'" neans neai nign wun nope
as iney neared the bright line of
l
"' y
light that
ew to be the open country, the
space that led Into their own dear meadow
where their ba-ba had been left aleeping
But they were not yijt "out of the woods," tlngulshed. lest a prairie Are might be
as goes the old saying. And aa they were .tarted, and packed away food and cook
making all possible haste toward, .afety, a lng utensils, Mr. Many Elks held the baby
most horrible noise as of a rough tongue ana .mpked hi. long, plpestone pipe, using
grating on metal sounded at their right the inner bark of the red willow for to
and their left. Both looked Instantly In bacco. Then he gut the horss and hur
the direction of th. awful sounds and saw , nessed tuern. John sprung onto hi. pony
a sight which caused them, to drop to and they started again,
earth. At sundown they stopped at the home
"The Arrow-toothed Turtles'" cried out ot the Blue Trees, friends of theirs, and
Whitie, beginning to faint. But at this were made welcome for the night. The two
Instant another form a beloved one men smoked and told stories, while they
dashed to their Bides. It was ba-ba. their used the same pipe betvfwn them, as they
mother. She had been tracking them and sat on the ground under tha bower of
had found them after hours of search, for bouchs, which every Indian builds at Ills
they had not followed the same path re
turning that they had gone over on enter
ing the wood. ,
"Ah, my lambs!" cried Mather Sheep.
A n . Vw, KA-Ia X, ' V- 1 1 I . 11.1! V. .
ud w . n . .
i back to consciousness. But again came
the scraping noise so horrible to bear, and
could. There were two of them, and their
teeth were showing In a malicious way.
t7,,n milth n-ia fn. llu.. ..-a .I,a
,,K . . ...v,.,, ' . , ,'.
mother sheep. And hltle snd Blackie
obeyed her. ' But they could not go fast
enough for as they neared the clearing
beyond which no wood monster would ven-
titratha irrnv.timthpil Turtle. ar.t,hi1
he thelr ta,g and hlt them off of course lt
waa dreadful to lose their nrettv tails, but
they were glad to save their lives and did
ot moura over the loss.
An1 maybe you little readers will know
what Blacklo s snd Whiti.'a mother had
to Bay to them, once they were safe In
tha pasture again. And lt Is safe to say
that nev agaln dlJ thoM ,utl, Umbi
wander "from home and mother." Their
experience bad been enough to satUfy
thttn.
Vacation Trip of an Indian Boy
By 0 race T. Bradley, Om aha.
R. and Mrs. Mnny Elks promised
their small son, John, that as
soon as school closed they
would have a trip, not to New
Tork or Europe, but to another
reservation to visit aome friends
M
and relatives. Now, John was eager for
"becatlon" (as he said In his quaint, broken
English) for he was a little Indian and
loved to be out of doors. He was a pupil
In a mission boarding school In Bouth Da-
kota. Hla parents lived In a log house,
chinked with gumbo (a black, wnxy clay),
about twelve miles from the school.
Tne day before school closed Mr. and
Mr Manjr Elki and baby MarV( cam, t0
4 JJ'S
JOHN MANY ELKS,
lQlils New 1 Vest and Moccsslns.
the mission and put up their tepee Just
?.Utflde e chool grounds. They brought
their quilts and pillows, little camp stove
and a few cooking utensils. They got at
the traders' store lard, baking powder,
flour, coffee and sugar, for they expected
to start at once on their trip.
Closing day came, the children shook
hands In their quaint fashion with ma
trons and teachers and went with their
parents. No one was happier than John
Many Elks, as he marched to hi. tepee.
The first thing he did was to mount his
pony. Tah-tay (Wind), which was waiting
for . him. His .another had made a pretty
beaded saddle blanket for Tah-tay and
had decorated the bridle and quirt with
porcupine quill work In many design, and
rolors. A pair of beaded gloves and new
moccasins she also had ready and John
was happy. They remained In camp that
night, but next morning before the mis-
slon people were up, were wide awake,
for they had four or five days' Journey
before them. The tent was taken down,
compactly folded and, with the poles, put
Into the wagon with everything else. Mr.
and Mrs. Many Elks and the baby were
on the seat, but John rod. his pony. They
traveled until noon, when horse, were
watered and rested while Mrs. Many Elks
made aome camp bread for the noon meal.
For the bread she made a biscuit dough,
rolled It out, cut It the slxe and shape of
pie tin, alashsd two or three times
across the middle to let out the air and
iTifd 11 ln h"t lnr('- "he made coffee and.
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Into the pot. Then she ot out of her box
some "ra pa" or thin luyer. of beef, which
she had spread over a pole and dried In
the sun. Thl. she boiled for a stew, adding
Mime Indian turnlpa. These she had gath
ered last spring, braided a great many
together by the roots and dried. They had
wild cholte-cherrles. too, so thfelr luncheon
was very dainty. The horses were hob-
bled Bnd te,alng 0 the weet flm) huffaIo
grass. While his wife put out the camp
lire, taking care that It was really ex-
home. At the same lime the women vis
ited and exchanged news, while their little
ones played. When It was time to go,
presents v.ere exchanged.
The Wary El'iS Journeyed for fodr dayB,
Btonplng each n'ght at a creek or rj.rlng to
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day they reached their destination and drew
pu In front of two log houses. Out of ono
came MY. Many Elks brother, whose name
was Creek. Mrs. Creek and the little
Creek followed. From the other house
emerged the little old grandmother, mother
of the two men. Every one, even to tho
babies, had to "nah-pey-yu-sah," or ahake
hands. Then all went Into the house and
had such a good time vlaltlng. "Un-chee"
farandmothar) was pleased to see John. - Ha
was her pet. she said, and she must make
him a present, something very, very grand.
She would not tell him then Just what, be
cause, like all grandmothers, she liked sur
prises. "Just now, my grandchild," she said. "I
have something else for you." and she led
John to her corner of the house. When she
held In ner hand a beef bladder, dried and
used for a bag, John knew that she had
something which an Indian grandmother
only can make, "waana," or Indian hash.
It might remind you of mincemeat, being
made of pa-pa, chopped very fine and mixed
with dried wild fruits. The chopping bowl
waa the skin covering of a cow's head,
really Just the shape of a bowl, eye and
nose openings rloKed with beadwork. The
chopping knlfo was a atone. The dried
fruits, too, were pounded in this funny bowl.
Sometimes the wasna Is served In patties
tha siie for the little hands and mouths,
and In such a dainty wuy was John's ready
for him.
In her house the little grandmother had
a good supply of buckskin, sinew, porcu
pine quills of many hues and beads. She
bad a sharp knife to cut the buckskin with
REAR VIEW OF JOHN 6HOW8 HIM
PROUD AS EVER.
and awl. with which to make hole, for th.
thread, of sinew. For week. Nu-che. had
worked, crooning to herself and thinking
of John's delight when he should come and
see the. pretty gifts.
"Come here, my grandson," said she, and
she held up a beautiful vest covered en-
tlrely with beadwork. John's face beamed
and It did not take hlm long to don tho
pretty garment, while Nu-chee drew from
her funny cow skin bag In which she kept
her treasures, a pair of moccasin, and a
hat band. Th. mocraains, made of soft
deer skin, were decorated with porcupine
quill work, th. hat band wa. of bead..
Now little Indian boy. admire cowboy, and
like th. big cowboy hat. So John slipped
the hatband around his big hat. The little
grandmother was as proud as he.
When John cam. back to school In th.
ra he , teacher to take hi. pic.
iur, lor ne waniea 10 sen a one 10 ni.
crandmother. So on. Baturday Mr. Many
ElkB brought John', finery and th. llttl.
boy posed a. you see him In the picture.,
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SUa-atly Mixed.
Sunday School Teacher Freddy, do yotl
remember the precept about sparing the
rod?
, Small Freddy Yes, ma'am. Spare th.
rod and lose th. fish.
What Should Doggie Do?
If a doggie meet a doggie,
With a Juicy bone.
Should a duggie pass a doggie,
Leaving him lone?
It a dopgie snarled at doggie,
F.ggtng on a fight.
Bh-iuld a doggie leap at doggie,
Giving him a bile?
Tim Tumlos.
